forum Superhero Roleplay [Closed]

Started March 06, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

tune

(Bumping.
2001st post!)

All the crazy, dangerous, or fun things Dylan has done only leave vague memories of fear or thrill.

His first kiss with Avery, his first kiss at all left a very short but clear memory.

He'd actually embraced her first. She was colder than she should've been, thanks to the major blood loss, but as Dylan held her she began to warm. If it was one more thing he could do for her, that made Dylan just that much happier.

It was comforting. It was… true. Dylan held the embrace for a little longer, then began to pull away. As he did, they brushed cheeks, and from there things blurred. Did Avery pull him back to her? Or did he slip into it?

It wasn't an aggressive kiss. Just a simple pressing of lips on lips that said more than words ever could.

At first, Avery kissed him back, but then she realized what she was doing and froze.

But. What about Bryce?

Shut up. Bryce betrayed me. He's in the past. He's not important anymore.

Well… Dylan is really, really nice.

Dylan noticed her freeze, backed away and smiled weakly. "Too soon?" he asked.

See what you've done, now?

Hush, it's your own fault.

…I'm you…

You're not helping.

Avery shook her head, both clearing it of her thoughts and in response to Dylan's question.

"No. Sorry. I just… wasn't expecting it, is all," she whispered. She gave him a small smile as she said, "I've just got a lot of things going through my head, and you took me off guard."

"If I'm being honest, I took myself off guard." he replied, moving to the driver's seat, "I wasn't really thinking."

"It was fine, really," Avery assured him, blushing slightly.

Fine? That was great, not just "fine."

She cleared her throat before explaining, "I just… had remembered something and it surprised me."

Dylan slid into the driver's seat and started up the truck. Making sure Kaz and Vaughn were following, he pulled out and began following the coordinates Artemis gave him.

"So what was it you remembered?" Dylan asked after a short while, "You seemed a little rattled."

Avery bit her lower lip and looked out the window. Obviously, she would have to tell Dylan about her ex-boyfriend sooner or later, but she would much prefer "later" rather than "sooner." She sighed, turning back to face him.

"It was, um, a person that I would much rather forget about," she explained vaguely. "Someone who betrayed my trust and, uh, kinda broke my heart…" her voice fell to barely a whisper as she trailed off. She turned her attention back out the window as tears pricked in the corners of her eyes.

Dylan didn't take his eyes off the road, but his tone softened even more from it's usual nature.

"Yeesh. Did he cheat on you or something? You make it sound like murder."

(Are the others still alive?)

Avery flinched at the word "murder."

"No, he didn't, actually," she whispered. "He lied to me about who he was for almost two years."

(Idk…)

(Wow… Okay.)

(I've gtg. I'll be back tomorrow.
Hopefully.)

Dylan nodded. He didn't know exactly what she meant, but it was obvious whatever line he was tugging on had a hook that was tearing through her.

With nothing more to say, Dylan focused on the drive ahead.

(Following us to Artemis' place. Dylan isn't going to push Avery's problems. At least, not right now. We'll get Vaughn and Avery patched up. Speaking of, should we should probs flash to Artemis' place.)

(A time skip sounds fine.)

Avery stayed quiet for the rest of the ride, thankful that Dylan didn't push her to explain further. Soon, they arrived at the place she assumed was where the other person was going to meet them.

Artemis walked out, wearing a very fancy and professional black dress. "Hello. You'll find everything you need for medical treatment and other personal needs through here." she said, beckoning them to follow.

Kaz parked his bike, carefully making sure that it didn't tip too much as he got off. He took his helmet off, setting it on the handlebar as he held a hand out for Vaughn

Dylan noted that she got straight to the point: They needed some help.

Dylan had told her that his friends were drunk, that's it. It was obvious the jig was up.

"So, did you guess it was just a tough drinking party? Or did you call my bluff?"

"Truth is singular, lies are words, words, words. And seeing as most of your party is injured, I was forced to assume."

"I will wish to talk with one of you privately, as soon as possible."

Avery's eyebrows scrunched down, and she gave Dylan an odd look.

"Uh… What, exactly, did you tell her?" she asked warily.